I have a Synthesizer

Eric finally let go, continuing with a sob in his voice.

“I'm serious, after you left, I didn't have a stable source of income, and life was too hard.

The tasks of the Jay Society's Executive Department are also dangerous. Three of my teammates have died. See, it was better when I was with you.”

Hearing this, Klein and Becky both raised their eyebrows at the same time.

Unstable income might be true, but Eric is perfectly fine after three teammates died. That's the main point.

This sentence also seemed to be a subtle warning from Eric about Becky's attitude just now.

The meaning is that he is not someone to be trifled with. He is a priest, and one who has already killed three teammates with his healing. You better watch out.

So, the question is, according to Eric's tough-guy personality, what if he gets angry during a mission and doesn't heal you?

Especially those situations where:

“You go, I'll heal you!”

And then you believe him, really go, and then he doesn't heal you. In that case, it would be really… hehe.

Obviously, Becky also thought of this. She is a knight, and charging is definitely at the forefront, so her face looked even worse, and she could only start to change the subject.

“Okay, the chat is over. Let's reintroduce ourselves. I am Becky Quinte, a second-tier Holy Knight.”

Klein also nodded.

“Klein Alex, a second-tier Arcane Mage.”

Becky glanced at Klein. Is he still calling himself an Arcane Mage at this time? Can't he be serious? She couldn't help but say.

“Within the execution team, members need to trust each other. Otherwise, some dangerous tasks may lead to terrible situations. So, Klein, state your combat profession.”

Klein shrugged. Okay, combat profession, huh? He thought about it seriously.

“Klein, a second-tier Necromancer.”

Eric, who was eating Klein's leftover breakfast, grabbed Becky's milk in front of her, took a sip, and swallowed the bread.

“Choked, sorry, I'll drink some of your milk first! Oh, I feel much better.

I am Eric Seranton, a second-tier Priest.”

Drink her milk… Becky clenched her fists, closed her eyes. She needed to calm down.

After slightly adjusting her mood, Becky began to talk about some of the most basic rules of the execution team.

Of course, most of it was for Klein's benefit, since he had just joined the Executive Department.

As for old-timers like Eric, not to mention the rules, he knew every loophole in them.

“Our team will be temporarily led by me for a period of one year.

The tactical positions are very simple. Because we have a healing member, the melee position is me, the ranged position is Klein, and the healing position is Eric.

In addition, state your communicator numbers. Mine is 44231.”

“Currently, our Jay Society's Executive Department has a relatively prominent reputation among the various societies' armed departments.

Moreover, the Jay Society's Executive Department has been developing too fast recently, and the amount of commissioned tasks has also begun to increase rapidly.

The Executive Department lacks manpower, so in terms of tasks, execution is somewhat mandatory.

Of course, there will be no excessive tasks. Each member is a valuable asset of the Jay Society. If you have any questions, you can raise them now.”

Klein shook his head. He certainly had no objections to going out on missions. As for the task type, he didn't bother to consider it.

It's good if the mission is successful, but failure won't have much impact on him. That's also why he doesn't care who the captain is.

Being a captain is too tiring. It's nice to have someone to run errands. Klein had no problems, but Eric on the side couldn't stand it.

“Captain Becky, I still have a question. Does our team have a special healing subsidy?

You also know that the pressure on healers is very high. I drink magic potions like water.

So, the token and money given by the mission are definitely not enough.

The teams I join usually give me an extra healing subsidy, otherwise, I won't have the strength to heal you.

Klein is okay. He's a mage. He'll be full after a couple of heals. But you knights! Um, I feel like you have to buy medical insurance from me!”

Klein looked at him in surprise. To be able to say the words of blackmailing and threatening teammates so matter-of-factly.

Eric is really amazing. He's one of a kind in the Jay Society.

Becky felt that she was about to lose control of her temper. What kind of weird priest is this? How did the higher-ups arrange this?

If she weren't a Holy Knight, she would definitely swear now, but as the only melee fighter in the team, she really couldn't afford to offend Eric.

“I will apply for a subsidy from above.”

Eric curled his lips when he heard this.

“Waiting for the application, I don't know how long it will take. I'm afraid that before the application comes down, some people's corpses will be cold.

Like some warriors and knights who fight and kill all day long, if my magic power is not enough, I guess I can't heal them!”

Is this a threat? Is this aimed at her mother? Obviously, it is.

Becky's chest heaved violently a few times as she glared fiercely at Eric, then forcibly ended the topic.

“Okay, the subsidy issue will be discussed later. Without further ado, we have already wasted a lot of time.

Although this is our first day as a team, the headquarters has already issued a mission.”

“So fast?” Klein was a little surprised.

“Yes, this mission is more urgent, and the danger is unknown. The volatility may be relatively large.

However, this is a very highly rewarded mission, a total of 75,000 Thales, plus three bottles of Super Energy Concoctions.”

Even Klein was slightly surprised by this reward. It's a big deal.

Although he has a strong ability to make money, he doesn't really care about the reward for this mission.

But for ordinary Jay Society members, 25,000 Thales plus a bottle of Super Energy Concoction is simply a fortune.

“Damn, what's the mission content?”

Eric was the first to speak. Obviously, this reward had already moved him.

“It's a commission from the Red and White Society to find someone in the ruins in the southern suburbs of Palomia.”

Eric and Klein said in surprise at the same time.

“Find someone? Isn't this something the Security Forces should do?”

Becky shook her head.

“The Security Department lacks people even more than we do. Recently, they have always been emphasizing that they are the City Security Department.

Outside the city, all organizations and societies should contribute.”

Eric had finished eating everything on the table. He leaned back in his chair, crossing his legs.

“That is to say, our mission target is in the wild? It's so close, but the Security Forces don't dare to go. There must be something fishy.

Tell me, is it a man or a woman, tall or short, fat or thin, good-looking or not? The wilderness is so dangerous, we have to consider it carefully.

If it's a woman, we'll save her if she's good-looking, and we won't save her if she's ugly. We're all so busy, let her fend for herself.

If it's a man, we don't need to save him whether he's good-looking or not. Let him fend for himself.”

Becky nodded, rarely agreeing with what Eric said.

“If there were no problems in the southern suburbs, do you think the Red and White Society would still need to commission us?”